Homer (fl. 850 B.C.). The Odyssey.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| AS ONE THAT FOR A WEARY SPACE HAS LAIN | |
| LULLED BY THE SONG OF CIRCE AND HER WINE | |
| IN GARDENS NEAR THE PALE OF PROSERPINE, | |
| WHERE THAT AEAEAN ISLE FORGETS THE MAIN, | |
| AND ONLY THE LOW LUTES OF LOVE COMPLAIN, | 5 |
| AND ONLY SHADOWS OF WAN LOVERS PINE, | |
| AS SUCH AN ONE WERE GLAD TO KNOW THE BRINE | |
| SALT ON HIS LIPS, AND THE LARGE AIR AGAIN, | |
| SO GLADLY, FROM THE SONGS OF MODERN SPEECH | |
| MEN TURN, AND SEE THE STARS, AND FEEL THE FREE | 10 |
| SHRILL WIND BEYOND THE CLOSE OF HEAVY FLOWERS | |
| AND THROUGH THE MUSIC OF THE LANGUID HOURS, | |
| THEY HEAR LIKE OCEAN ON A WESTERN BEACH | |
THE SURGE AND THUNDER OF THE ODYSSEY.
A. L. | |
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